Thursday, September 30, 2010

Surprisingly stupid.

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Human beings are proud. When I was a kid, I was taught in smaller classes that human beings are a superior species compared to other forms of life. The teacher would ask the question, and keep the answer in suspense. Then she would say - "Humans have a power to think, and to reason" !! We are intelligent!!

Today morning, as I switch the channels in the good old idiot box, I saw this long bearded guy , dressed as a saint, advocating the use of some ring to bring in money to your home. I see politicians saying "I didnt say it," the very next day he said 'It." And he wins the next election. I saw people eagerly waiting for a court verdict over some building constructed five centuries before. I see people honking at a red signal in traffic, assuming the honking will turn the light green. I see people reading 'How to be successful' books. 

We are intelligent enough to write rules for living, we are intelligent enough to break it. We are intelligent enough to invent money, so are we intelligent enough to steal money. We are intelligent enough to invent marriage, and we are equally intelligent to invent divorce. 

Why invent these things at all, if it is necessary that we have to invent its complement?
We are not intelligent at all, to see the bigger picture called the world. As we lay on this cold floor, we put the floor in the microscope, look at the little organisms and pity them. No one looks at the door where we are locked in. 

No matter what I write, No matter where I live, No matter my bank statement, no matter how much Martini I drink, I will still look at this world and worry about the future and life. So will you. 

No living being in this earth was ever  born this stupid. 

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Silence of the soul.

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Silence helps.
(others)

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:P

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May be I should learn basic anesthetics.
I might make a fortune in hell.

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Sunday, September 26, 2010

The greedy Happiness.

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With happiness comes greed to have more of it.

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Saturday, September 25, 2010

Stupid lessons.

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I do not believe in learning lessons from life.
We dont have an exam to pass, before we die.

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Business as Usual.

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With every day, my brain seems to be more disconnected and disoriented. I tend to forget my name, I tend to forget where I am driving to. I am having realistic dreams, in which i can smell the sweat and feel the heat of the burning fire. I have dreams in which i can feel every senses. The images seem to be more clear, and the emotions seem to be more connected than ever. It is like somebody switched my thoughts with my dreams. It is like i prefer to dream than to live. A dream where I can wake up and be relieved. A dream where I can be killed a hundred times. A dream where I will ride the red boat of my choice through brown bricks on a bright night. I dream where I will not see the half naked angels. A dream which can never be true. I cannot soak myself into the whiskey as I used to. Is it that not drinking is making me into a hallucinated being, or is it that I am getting out of my hallucinated wonderland, which i never knew I got into? Is it that I am getting normal like everyone else, worried about the future and the danger in not planning my life by getting married and having the kid at the right time so that I can get my girl child married twenty three years later exactly when I will be retired and my wife will still have an income to run my hospital expenses which I will have to bear? Or is it that I am marching myself with glory into the well known sanitarium i always wished I was in? Where I can live my dream and dream my life without regret or pain or the fear of the future. Or is it that I am just enslaved to the fear of the unknown? I guess I know. I always write my first lines right. May be I should stop after that.

And that was, without one drop of whiskey. (Or wine or rum, or any other spirit that you suspect i might have taken. )

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blah blah blah

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Sometimes you just cant hold on.
The very buoy that you have been holding on to tend to slip.
And you forget you know to swim.

Some people call it LOVE.
I dont call it anything.
I just dont even want to look at it.

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Saturday, September 18, 2010

The power to sin

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May be, GOD gave us the power to sin, to solve the unemployment issues in hell.

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(Why else, anyway?)

Thy masters voice.

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darker than the clouds on a moonless night
shall the days come

when the night shall end, shall i see your face
hidden under the hood of the dark
and felt by my numb skin

you can strip down these pillars of sin
that holds this house of your living
and expect the dark to depart
and the clouds to shine

Thy master will come, shall dub thee sinner,
for a thousand times has he whispered to you
to desire is to sin
for a thousand times has he whispered to you
your thoughts are thy sin
for a thousand times has he whispered to you
to run away is to sin

And in your death , you walk alone
so shall the deaf , who walked his thoughts.
so shall the voice, who never spoke a thing.

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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Of man and machines

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Is it that we try to adapt to the machines we built to ease our lives?
What has happened to the human lifestyle?

When will you prefer a the beauty of a snail to an apple i phone?

MAN, you are being stupid.
MAN, you are being slave.
MAN, free yourself.
period.

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ps::
MAN ==  humankind. No gender discrimination intended. I do not believe MAN is better than WOMEN, but I do have the male ego as much as women have the female ego.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

I just cant write.

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Its been a long time since I looked at my own posts, and said "WOW"
I have lost it.

I QUIT.
(Like the many times I had )

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Yeah yeah yeah

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Why should someone matter to anyone?

They really lie when they say, for no reason.
People dont like anyone for no reason. They just refuse to believe it.


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Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Not again !!!

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ഞാന്‍ തല മൊട്ട അടിച്ചു.
(I shaved my head bald)
:P:P
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Saturday, September 04, 2010

Sick again.

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I am having the worst throat, nose and stomach ever.
Seems like Bangalore doesn't like me here.
Its chilling me away.

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Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Crossroads.

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I wish they had signboards here. 
Not Their fault, They only plant them on a road.
Never, in a desert. 

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